《Black Network》全部章節：第 201 章 - 第 210 章

Reed dropped a stack of printouts onto the desk. "Geneva went completely dark. Europe is frozen."Wallace's fingers flew over the keys. "Kenji is done with Europe. He found a new backdoor."Reed squinted at the scrolling text. "Looks like noise.""It's a shell game," Wallace grunted, locking a red string of digits. "Look at the routing codes. He's moving the whole setup to Panama.""Panama means layers of shell companies," Reed muttered. "We won't clear the red tape in time.""He's wiring the cash right now." Wallace hit enter, bringing up the live map. "Micro-transfers. Thousands of them. He's dodging the automated flags.""Buying time.""Buying protection." Wallace picked up the secure line and dialed Moss.Moss picked up. "Talk.""Kenji's moving the money," Wallace said. "Panama routes. Encrypted.""Give me a name, Wallace. Something I can raid.""No names yet. Wires are bouncing through twenty proxy servers. I caught the spike by pure luck.""Can we lock the receiving banks?""A P

The dining room inside Moretti Manor smelled of roasted lamb and grease. Sophia poured red Bordeaux into crystal glasses and sat next to Lina Rossi.Across the table, Alexei filled his chair, his shoulders stretching his suit jacket at the seams. He raised his glass to Dominic."To the streets," Alexei said, his deep voice scraping the quiet room. "They're dead quiet tonight."Dominic sat at the head of the table in a sharp charcoal shirt. He tipped his glass back. "To growing the family, Alexei.""The East Pier is slammed," Alexei said, dropping his glass with a thud. "My boys are holding every loading bay. The cargo's moving fast, and the cash is rolling in."Dominic nodded, cutting his meat. "Good. We run the supply chain now.""The union's getting its full cut, so the men are happy," Alexei added. "The street crews are staying the hell away from our turf."Hugo swallowed a bite of steak from the end of the table. "Takahashi's guys are still hiding in that glass tower. They're wait

"Holy shit," Marvin barked, slamming the enter key. "Lina, look. Two million views. Traffic is redlining. The servers are about to melt."Sophia didn't look up, eyes locked on her screen. "Shifting to mirrors now. It's going viral globally."Lina stood behind them, coffee mug tight in her hand. "What's the comment section saying?""They're tearing Takahashi apart," Marvin grinned, eyes glued to the screen. "They matched the Panama routing numbers to his waste management shell companies. The bribes are exposed.""Channel Five just picked it up," Sophia swiveled to a side monitor. "They're reading our headlines live. The transaction logs are on screen."Marvin's phone buzzed violently on the desk. He checked the screen and flipped it face down. "Networks want interviews. Prime-time. Tonight.""Ignore them," Lina snapped, eyes fixed on the door. "Stay dark. Let the receipts do the talking.""Kenji is bleeding out," Marvin said. "We just gutted his entire money laundry."The steel door bl

Fluorescent lights buzzed inside the precinct bunker. Wallace slammed a finger onto his monitor. "Moss, look at this wire log."Moss came around to study the screen, coffee steaming in her hand. "Where's the cash going?""Panama shell accounts," Wallace pointed at a string of numbers. "Takahashi moved three million bucks exactly two hours before the task force raided Nova Truth."Moss went still. "He bought the raid.""The timestamps lock it in. The cash went straight into an offshore trust managed by a proxy. That proxy answers directly to Director Mick."Moss set her cup down hard enough to slosh coffee over the rim. "Mick signed the warrant ten minutes after the wire cleared. The bastard is on the payroll.""I cracked the bank logs," Wallace hit a final key. "The paper trail is wide open.""Print it," Moss spun toward the reinforced door. "Send the package to Moretti on a secure line. Kenji wants a dirty fight? Let's break his hands."Inside the Moretti Manor library, Ella tossed a

Shinjiro kicked the penthouse doors open, muddy boots leaving tracks across the rug. He marched straight to the mahogany desk, rifle slung tight over his vest.Kenji sat behind the wood, unbothered, a stack of deeds spread before him."You're sitting on the Tokyo money," Shinjiro spat."I'm buying up logistics hubs," Kenji didn't look up. "I have to clean the cash before anyone can spend it.""You're buying paper," Shinjiro slammed both hands onto the desk, leaning into his uncle's face. "My guys can't eat paper promises. The Vanguard wants their checks, and the black-market suppliers want cash upfront. They're done waiting."Kenji looked up, expressionless. "The cash is tied up in the expansion, Shinjiro.""I want thirty percent of whatever just cleared," Shinjiro growled, neck veins bulging. "Put it in the Vanguard payroll today.""That's a fortune.""That's what it costs to keep me from tearing this room apart," Shinjiro snatched a deed, crumpled it, and hurled it at Kenji's chest.